(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Poems of Robert William Service

781. Tri-Colour 1/13/2003
782. Triumph 1/13/2003
783. Trixie 1/13/2003
784. Two Blind Men 1/13/2003
785. Two Children 1/13/2003
786. Two Graves 1/13/2003
787. Two Husbands 1/13/2003
788. Two Men (J. L. And R. B.) 1/13/2003
789. Two Words 1/13/2003
790. Unforgotten 1/13/2003
791. Unholy Trinity 1/13/2003
792. Vain Venture 1/13/2003
793. Vanity 1/13/2003
794. Victory Stuff 1/13/2003
795. Village Don Juan 1/13/2003
796. Village Virtue 1/13/2003
797. Violet De Vere 1/13/2003
798. Virginity 1/13/2003
799. Visibility 1/13/2003
800. Wallflower 1/13/2003

The Enigma

The Sergeant of a Highland Reg-
-Iment was drilling of his men;
With temper notably on edge
He blest them every now and then.
A sweet old lady standing by,
Was looking on with fascination,
And then she dared this question shy,
That pertubates the Celtic nation.

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